Page 135 of Masked Sins
“There. That clears things up, doesn’t it?”
Warmth floods me when I digest his words—fuck you bareandwithout a single barrier between usfloat through my mind as Orion pulls his hoodie and top off so that he’s shirtless. He licks his hand and strokes his cock, gathering a bead of precum and spreading it around my opening.
“I’ve never”—I look to the side—“I’ve only ever used a condom with other people.”
“Good. I want to be the first to fill you with my cum. I did say I’d fill you in two places tonight, right?” He gives me a wry smile. “Maybe we can try for three tomorrow.”
My mouth drops open just as he hoists me up, fingers digging into the flesh of my hips, and lines himself up with my core.
And then he roughly impales me with his cock.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
THE FIRST
Orion
My nails dig into Layla’s hips as I let out a long, slow groan. Her warm cunt wraps around me, so fucking warm, so fucking tight.
Lashes fluttering, I pull back before pushing all the way into her, and her mouth drops open as I fill her completely, tip to root.
She moans, arching her back and shifting her hips to take me in deeper. Feeling her move on my cock isheavenly.
“Eyes on me.”
Her hazel eyes meet my blue ones, and she doesn’t look away as she begins rolling her hips underneath me, a breathy rasp leaving her lips.
“Fuck,” I whisper, reaching down and holding her hips still. Letting out a low laugh, I grip her harder when she tries to fight against me. “Stop trying to top from the bottom, Layla. I’ve been waiting”—I pull out before slamming back into her, burying myself completely—“years for this. This ismine. Let me have this.”
My voice is frayed with desperation, and she nods once.
“I promise,” I tell her, eyes boring into hers. “I’ll take care of you.”
Her breathing grows shallow as I begin thrusting. She looks up at me with pure adoration and hunger, and I attempt to give that same look right back to her. My instincts tell me to look away, to take this for myself, but I can’t look away from her. I can’t help but want to give her everything I have, every vulnerability, every expression, everysecondof this.
With every snap of my hips, her lips part a bit more, and another raspy whimper escapes her pretty little mouth.
She squirms when I don’t look away—but then I bring one of her knees up, opening her farther, and her mouth drops open.
“Oh God,” she groans as I begin to drive deeper inside her, trying to claw my way as deep as I can, trying to fuckingburymyself inside her so that she can never be rid of me.
I move one of my hands from her hip to her clit, and using two fingers, I slide them up and down either side of her piercing, causing her to contract around me.
“You feel so fucking good,” I say on an exhale.
I hover a finger over her clit, and she shivers beneath me, waiting. “You’ve been so good for me tonight. Waiting so patiently to come.”
“Yes, Master,” she says, her voice hoarse as I slowly drag my cock out.
“Look at me,” I tell her. “Look how wet you are.” I fist my cock, gliding her arousal along my shaft. My other hand moves between her legs, and when I tease her entrance with my fingers, it contracts. “That’s it,” I murmur, running a thumb up to her clit and swiping against it twice.
She shudders. “God, I’m so close?—”
“Do you need to come?” I ask, swiping my thumb against her clit again. I don’t stop—not even when her eyes roll back, and her body goes taut.
“Y-yes,” she stutters, eyes squeezing shut. “Oh God, I’m going to?—”
I pull back, removing my hand from her cunt. “That requires permission, remember?”
